“You feel it, don’t you?” My eyes close at the sound of his voice, and I shiver as it takes on an edge. I crave his intoxication once more-a hit-that one single touch or a single look can give. It feels like a drug is clearing from my system, cleansing me of him. His eyes shine brightly into mine, silver and steady. He pulls back, and in an instant, everything changes. My insides are shaking, not understanding but wanting as much as he can give to quench my insatiable need for him. It’s like a puzzle in my head, working it out, putting it together piece by piece.Ī sweep of his tongue, and the fire smolders.Ī bite of my lip, and the fire burns brighter. I shouldn’t know what he’s doing, but somehow, I know every single detail. In this moment and forever, I belong to him. His lips touch mine, branding me, marking my soul so anyone and everyone can see or feel it. It’s like a fire licking at its victim and being drenched in ice water at the same time. I can feel it all the way down to the depths of my bones. I’m going to tear down the wards one by one and free my allies-the witches and the wolves-and then I’m going to force the queen from the safety of her castle and claim what’s rightfully mine. Tired of being hunted by the vampires, slaves to the queen, I decide to fight back. One man there to save me, the other to claim me should the queen succeed in her quest for my blood.īut every time she nearly succeeds in my demise, my dark angel swoops in, pulling me back to safety. I was oblivious to the true roles of the two men in my life-the Angel of Light and the Angel of Death-as my existence hung in the balance. Then one day, my life is turned upside down by a prophecy naming me the one true queen. The queen always gets what she wants, and she wants me dead.

In the new world, where the old world is long forgotten, an evil queen sits on the throne, and anyone who challenges her reign is a mortal enemy-I am that enemy just by breathing.

Unlikely queen tl smith